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A few years ago, a friend of mine asked if I wanted to be in
a 5K. I had no idea what a 5K was.
In my first 5K, I was, not dead last, but second to
last,. But I completed it, and it
helped that I had friends on the sidelines cheering me on. I couldn’t help smiling from ear
to ear.
I started running the local 5K’s and then I started
traveling to other races around the state.
The first time I received a finisher’s medal, I felt like I
won a million bucks. I may not
come in first, but I achieved something I never thought possible.
I said to myself, “Hey, if I can do a 5K, why not a
15K?” Why not a Half-Marathon?
So, I started training and pushing boundaries. What about
obstacle courses? How about a mud run?
My first triathlon….I came in dead last with a group of
friends, and I was just ecstatic. I was in a good place mentally.
Then I signed up for my first marathon. It took 7 hours. By the end, I had achieved my goal, but
I could barely walk. 2 Weeks
later, my toenails fell off.
I know it’s funny, losing your toenails. Unfortunately, it made me back out of
my next triathlon because I thought the lake water from the swim portion would
infect them. With my toenails gone,
it became painful to run. So,
there went my drive to conquer new racing venues and my self esteem. It was so easy to not do anything.
I had time to think. I missed the camaraderie, the bananas,
the Gatorade, the exercise….So, I
made a decision
Today, I am starting all over again.
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